[Intro]

(RJ always trippin', man, RJ always trippin', man)

[Verse 1: BabyTron, TrDee & StanWill]

Fiends on the block doin'— out some Reynolds Wrap

We with all the fuckery, we hop out tryna temple tap

How you keep gettin' robbed? Go and get a strap

Niggas told me I was fallin' off, man, I needed that

Really up, hope you know that I don't need to rap

If you talkin' money, bitch, I'm everywhere you see it at

Code talkin' with my plug, shit, he say he need a month

Oh, okay, four weeks or twenty-eight, you keepin' up?

I be really gettin' money, you think that I give a fuck?

Tryna get your bag right, you gotta put your feelings up

Rockin' Christian, bitch, I'm everything but holy, though

Say they wanna see me score, but actin' like the goalie, though

On Rodeo in somе red bottoms, they on rodeo

No motion, that's disgusting, I'd rathеr slowly grow

Jeans say "from Tokyo," I'm lookin' Japanese off 'za

Frames tinted up, they don't even know I'm in here high

Most wanted, ridin' with the baddest bitch

I be fresh as hell and then forget to take a pic

Steppin' out the crib, can't forget to take the blick

Lil' brodie like a gymnast, all he know is make a flip

It's the O, I take a sip, huh, boy, this cup too dirty

(Time traveling, caught him at three, but we bust two 30s)

Whole gang blowin' money fast like the 50 Boyz

This ain't alcohol, sippin' drank, we the tipsy boys

See 12, NFL Combine, get shifty, boy

Pullin' up like Melo at the Garden, droppin' sixty, boy

Record her, feel like a director, call me Spike Dee

I'm gettin' to it, I don't care 'bout who don't like me

Tryna fight me, be done blew the fingers off his fist

Jugg phone slappin', be done turned the ringer off this bitch

Unky, he addicted, sippin' by the liter out this bitch

[Verse 2: BabyTron, TrDee & StanWill]

Bitch, I'm number one, Smitty WerbenJagerManJensen

Here my granny goin' lecturin', hate a damn lesson

I knew he wouldn't even shoot it, seen his hand sweatin'

If he ain't get shot, we beat him with a jammed weapon

I hate a broke bitch, they make me itch, stay away

Stackin' up, I'm always ready for a rainy day

A nigga play with one of mines, he gon' die today

Always speakin' on some other niggas, niggas really gay

Sent him to the light 'cause my Glock got the flash on it

Hundred shots, think the bartender left my tab open

Feel like Forrest, I'ma run it up until my calves swollen

Keep a hitstick, he in that field, but ain't no pads on him

[Outro]

(RJ always trippin', man, RJ always trippin', man)